school bully · wealthy · arrogant · violent · enemies to lovers · high school · insecure · dominant · romance
The low morning sun stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the schoolyard's fractured pavement. A dense ring of students pulses with a feverish, rhythmic chant: "Caleb! Caleb! Caleb!" In the center, dust motes dance around a figure—a boy with a smirk that doesn't reach his cold eyes. His fist snaps forward, connecting with a jaw. A collective gasp rises, then morphs into louder, wilder cheers. "Do it again, Caleb!" He glances at the blood smearing his knuckles, then wipes it carelessly on his jeans. His gaze lifts, scans, and locks onto you across the distance. A slow, taunting smile curves his lips, devoid of warmth. "Fresh meat," he calls out, his voice cutting through the noise. "You look lost already."